Musings On A Saturday

"The purpose" is an elusive concept to capture in words or thought or even philosophy. Right after inquiring "what is the meaning of life" follows the second question"what is my life's purpose". And answering "I dunno" doesn't always feel so inspirational. I was walking down the sidewalk this week towards work when I passed this... Continue Reading →

Persona Non

When I stepped into the shadowsFather was there to greet meNot with a hug or smileBut with the stern unquestionable command. So I went, programmed as ever toFollow, never given the option toLead, even when the madness tookHim, he puppet-ed me behind the ink stained mask In ways familiar, the broad backHiding scars belying his... Continue Reading →

#1: Fill It

The box swallows the edges withIts own. There it squats on myNeighbor's porch. Why did you notArrive to mine? Shove away nuisanceAnd heft the weight. For what is withinIs mine, I placed the items insideAnd then it was forgotten.I dust off the smoky layer and Fetch sharp knives, one to open andThe other to die.... Continue Reading →


12 Days Ago (3 months ago) I awake and I don't remember where I am. Yesterday I explained to my other dream self that picking the investments for retirements funds were stressing me the fuck out. "Too many choices! How do I know the right one to pick?" Yet another thing school didn't prep me... Continue Reading →

Am I Invisible or Do You Just Not Care?

Tell me the lieTell me you careTell me that you pay attention Give me this timeThis space, this lieBecause it holds me better than the truth You don't careSo I don't care It was my eyes that I blameFor opening and viewing your frameIn the window of just-out-of-reachAir tinged with your latent speechOf how life... Continue Reading →


Is it trueThat when the wind kicks up dustAnd stirrups creak beneath The arching sunThe well-worn handlesOf careful gunsGlitter with intentionAt high noon? Above the vultures Dip their ink into the skyCasting winged shadowsOn the dirt strewnTumbleweeds And yet, within this barSaloon, swinging doubleDoors, clanking piano cordsBang a cheery grating tuneDirty glasses behind the barBottles... Continue Reading →

Another Saturday: Conversation Snippets

"You know, you can over-think things until the cows come home..." a slightly nasally voice said, a hint of frustration bleeding through. "I'm not Hindu," I said, with attempted humor. "What?" snapped the frazzled marketer. "I said, I'm not Hindu." The smile slipped slowly off my face. Saturdays have become a wonderful hideaway representing freedom... Continue Reading →

Today Then, Tomorrow

On days like today, I can feel the moment poise like a knife balanced on wire, like the ballet dancer en point, like the gymnast threading the needle. Effortless, efficient, balance. Days like today used to be fraught with nervous strumming, a fervent bass vibration in the pit of my stomach. The kind only a... Continue Reading →

Saturday #1

Last week, I swore I would get out of my fucking house and meet some people. For god's sake, I was merging with my couch! Which led to yesterday. Yesterday was Poetry Workshop day Poetry Workshop Day What better way to know if I am actually good at poetry or not? I asked myself, clicking... Continue Reading →

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